Asteria

Nicolas' grip on Xeno's shirt loosened slightly, his focus shifting entirely to the luminous figure which he did not fully understand. He needed to know more before he made any decisions.

"Restore balance? What in the seven hells are you talking about?" His voice, though still rough with his grief, held a hint of curiosity and apprehension.

The figure tilted its head, a gesture somehow conveyed despite the concealing hood.

"You seem wary of me" the figure said. "Do I seem so ominous?"

Nicolas maintained his distance from the figure and prepared himself Incase he needed to fight.

"You tell me" Nicolas replied. "I don't know if you're a friend or a foe."

The figure smiled and it could easily be seen despite the hood on his head.

"I am Asteria," he said, its voice echoing with an ancient power.

The name didn't ring any bells in Nicolas' mind, despite the fact that Asteria had said his name in such manner.

"You call your name as if i am supposed to remember it. I'm sorry but I'
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